~DANTE’S POV~
I sat up in bed, blinking my eyes open. I was awake. My eyes felt sweaty, and I massaged them with my fingers as I pushed myself out of bed, kicking off the bedsheets. In an instant, I could feel my eyes becoming more irritated. I groped for my phone on the nightstand, thinking Elvis had sent me a message informing me of my wife Lola’s whereabouts. Regrettably, there was nothing but missed calls from Candice. I checked the clock and realized I had plenty of time to work out. I dashed to the bathroom and took care of business as fast as possible. Then I dried my hands and face before exiting the bathroom and entering my walk-in closet, where I started searching for a towel so I could head to my gym, but then I couldn’t find any of the towels. I got annoyed as I’ve never run s
